"Then I wish you success as soon as possible." Su Zhiyu patted Chu Feige on the shoulder and walked away with satisfaction.
The registration site for Jintai's son-in-law selection was very popular. Su Zhiyu was sitting in the room drinking tea and watching the artist finish a character painting with a stick of incense, and the more he painted the character, the more similar he became. She
Originally, I wanted the princess to select a batch of portraits first to avoid too many applicants, and also select some eye-catching ones.
But according to this situation, it is estimated that it is really unlikely.
During the intermission, the painter rubbed his sore wrist and sat aside to rest. Su Zhiyu drank a lot of tea and was a little bored at the moment. The painter looked at Su Zhiyu.
I didn't feel anything at first, but then my eyes suddenly opened wide.
"My lord, may I ask your name?"
Su Zhiyu was suddenly approached and was a little surprised, "I am Su Zhiyu, sir, what do you have to say?"
"I don't dare to be taught." The painter wiped the sweat from his forehead, "Just now I saw that you are very similar to a woman I once painted, and I immediately admitted my mistake."
"Oh? Are there really two people who look so similar in this world?" Su Zhiyu couldn't help but feel curious when he thought that he had been said to be similar to Shui Yinrong since he came here.
"I still remember the girl's appearance, so I'll draw it for you to see." The painter immediately rolled up his sleeves and started drawing. After a while, he splashed ink and finished the painting in one go.
Su Zhiyu came over and took a look, and it turned out to be the artist's painting style. She said helplessly, "You can look like anyone with your popular face."
The painter was questioned about his professionalism and said displeasedly, "How can you be a public face? I will draw you, sir, on the spot, and we will know the authenticity after comparing them."
When Su Zhiyu heard that there was an opportunity to paint for free, he immediately ran over and leaned on the couch in an S-shaped posture. The painter didn't even look at her and just finished it in one go. Su Zhiyu went over
At first glance, the background is exactly the same as the previous painting. The people in the painting have not changed either.
Su Zhiyu spread his hands and said, "You made a new copy and said it was me. Tsk tsk tsk, sir, I'm afraid I need to practice my professional skills. To be honest, the princess had the honor to meet her last night
For the adults’ paintings, I’m already considering whether to change the painter.”
The painter's expression suddenly changed. He immediately took out a new piece of rice paper and shouted, "No! Your Highness the Princess believes in Wei Chen's painting skills. Wei Chen is really capable!"
Ma Bu began to work hard to become stronger.
Lu Xiang, who was sent out to buy cakes, came back and saw that the painter was holding back sweat and seemed to be in a hurry. He couldn't help but said to Su Zhiyu, "Zhiyu, although the painter is very powerful,
No arrest, but there is still hard work without credit. You must not become the chief eunuch and just learn the inhumane methods of the eunuchs."
Su Zhiyu was furious, "I didn't force him. He just had trouble with himself. But as a painter, if he paints everyone exactly the same, is there something wrong with him?
????”
Before Lu Xiang could respond, he heard a loud shout from the other side, "The painting is done!!" The painter rushed over aggressively and shook the scroll proudly. A painting appeared in front of the two of them.
It was a weeping willow tree on a white embankment, and the scenery of early spring and March came to our face. A woman was dressed in red brocade, and standing next to her was a handsome young man, with a paper fan in her hand that showed her style.